BORN IN A STORM
ust
another night
that you came home late.
Just another night
that you came home drunk.
Just another night
that you came home aggressive.
Just another night
that you came home arguing.
Just another night
that you came home demanding sex.
Just another
night
that I realized how far we have grown apart.
Just another night
that I realized how little respect I have left for you.
Just another night
that I realized how much I hate you.
The idea to
finally leave you
Was born in
just another storm.
© Claudia Höpfner –
9 October 2005
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